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7:10 pm, Friday 6th June 2014
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| It was a lonely day in my apartment. My stud of a boyfriend was taking way too long to get back from work. That's the thing about nine to five jobs that I just can't stand. Getting the satisfaction that I need is only possible before eight and after five, and boy, my sweet escort pussy had been dripping and begging for him, ever since he pounded me into ecstasy and walked out the door that morning. Of course, I had my miraculous vibrator that, I didn't hesitate to allow to buzz my clitoris to satisfaction. However, there is nothing as amazing as having a hard cock, deep inside, pounding away at my gspot. I wanted him so badly and I just couldn't wait. So what did I do? I did what any upstanding London escort would do when she's as horny as can be. I showed up at his workplace. I greeted his boss, who smiled and asked how my day was going. I'm certain, if he knew just the distraction I would be to his overly dedicated worker, his smile wouldn't have been so broad. When I popped open the door to his office, his eyes lit up and he knew just what I was there for. He locked the door behind me and said, 'Am I what the doctor ordered?' and I didn't have to answer for him to know that he's exactly the kind of medication I needed to cure my horniness. He pulled the curtain together, to shut out the curious men and women of London who might walk by, relieved me of my shirt and filled his hands with my perky breasts. He sucked and he licked, all the while, making my pussy wetter than ever. He then shoved my shirt in my mouth, to dull the screams that I would soon be releasing. With my ass perk high in the air, and the rest of my body over his desk, he spanked me a few times, before forcing himself into my tight, but wanting pussy. I climaxed within seconds of him being in me and as he switched up his stroke, my second climax didn't come long after. I bit down so hard on my T-shirt, trying hard not to fill the entire building with moans of gratification. Once we were through, I walked out of his office, past his boss, with my knees week and legs wanting to give up. Based on the look on his face, he had no idea how much of a distraction I was to his faithful employee. Read more blogs written by the escorts and staff at our London office |
